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heyitskai2 · 9 months
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hold on babe, i just uploaded my completed 48k enemies to lovers merthur fanfic to ao3 and im reading the comments
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bassomega · 2 years
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i’m sinking down a void hole rn but hey look, a milestone. 🎉 my ao3′s also close to hitting 50 (fics) so I’m gonna make some free filler spots for some requests again. less celebrate 🎉 🎈
5 Slots! If this post is not edited, you can still send an ask in. descriptions are very welcome, just don’t go overboard
These stories will be short (cough, up to ~5k), and I haven’t seen everything still, so please keep that in mind when setting expectations (if any). In effort to speed that up for myself, I encourage you to send me any episode/scene/whatever rewrites from ANY continuities as that’ll at least force me to see it
These prompts are open specifically for MegaStar, StarOp, and/or any sandwich variation
I might take some time, especially if it requires me to watch something, but the asks will be answered with a link to the fic on ao3 Consider asking off-anon as Ive stalkers and its for my sanity
Waspinator has literally nothing to do with this don’t be fooled
and thas it! hoping these get filled too. I enjoyed the last batch
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civetfish · 7 months
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Nerd-to-nerd communication
Something super pointless and self-indulgent I've had on the backburner for a while. I love trying to make the pieces they gave us fit together!
Al-AN and Robin would absolutely bond over learning about each other's biology. I could talk about this forever but I'll get into all of the headcanons I have for these two in another post eventually
Below the cut is another version with some extra bits and pieces and the transcription
Transcript :
Architect Anatomy A. Architect "Brain" - Doesn't "store" information so much as allow for easy communication with the network B. Brainstem - connects the information received to the central nervous/circulatory system C. "Heart" - Circulatory system pumps the bioluminescent fluid to other organ systems and surface veins. Each node connects to a vast vasculature network D. "Kidneys" - Organs that filter the bioluminescent "blood" and other bodily fluids, absorbing and distributing collected material E. Nerve Center - Receives raw sensory data and filters it. Filtering can be unconscious or intentional
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F. "Respiratory" Tract - Intakes gases or liquids and filters out material for use. Disposes of waste on exhale. Provides cooling to internal systems
The respiratory tract functions less like a set of lungs and more akin to a computer's cooling system, with the ability to absorb material from the environment to use in other parts of the body. It also would likely help the architect's body analyze the environment it is currently exposed to on a molecular level. It is also truly unidirectional, with the intake vents near the "collarbone" and the exhaust vents on both sides of the abdomen
The architect organ cache in-game felt like it was definitely not a complete model of the internal organs, so I wanted to come up with something to fill some more space. I also just really liked the idea of Al-An being capable of something similar to breathing, without having a respiratory system in the traditional sense. Feel free to use any of this in your own headcanons if you would like :)
BONUS - a gif of all the layers!
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acerunaway · 1 year
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omg pleeeease please draw the scene from your fic where Apollo picks up Klavier bridal style & he gets super flustered !!! that bit made my entire night
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alright, u asked me to draw fanart of my own fic so u KNOW i had to go ham on it. (also tysm for reading omfg????)
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garfunkelworld · 7 days
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Summer after summer, he has to watch as beaming girls and boys pop off the tracks at King's Cross Station clutched to their parents' arms, bound for homecoming parties in large country houses where the sky is endless and they will play Quidditch all break, where there are as many treacle tarts and pumpkin pasties as their hearts desire and the love—just like the food—never runs out.
It is for children like them, not for children like Tom.
Tom's summers are spent in underground tunnels filled with the splattering echoes of German bombs raining down on them like a monsoon and reducing what was already little to even less.
He comes from nothing and every summer he is forced to return to nothing. Nothing is Tom Riddle's home.
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forever-fan · 9 months
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Sing A Requiem For The Broken Songbird
So, I'm currently writing a fic on ao3. I'm writing chapter 5 rn.
The basic premise is that when Jason died, he met and fell in love with Danny/Phantom. However, when Jason was revived, he never knew that Danny was still half alive. Jason goes about the next six years (age 16-22) being brokenhearted and trying to distract himself from said broken heart.
One night, while on patrol, Jason sees a young man hanging out by the edge of a roof in Crime Alley. Jason approaches the man on the apartment building and finds out that the guy was just getting some fresh air. They end up talking for a bit but the man leaves for his apartment without ever sharing his name. Jason was in costume so clearly the man didn't know his name either.
Jason finds the man on the rooftop the next night. And the night after that. And the night after that. Eventually, Jason learns the man's last name is Nightingale. One night, Nightingale reveals that he's a halfa and can tell that Jason is a halfa too. He offers Jason treatment for the damage that the "Lazarus Waters" and sudden revival inflicted upon Jason's core. Jason accepts and begins a multi-month detox.
Jason and Nightingale grow close and it becomes clear that they both developed feelings, but neither of them act upon it. When Jason asks Nightingale about this a week into getting ecto-supplements, Nightingale tells Jason how he once had a love. He explains that he met his love when his love was a ghost. Nightingale told Jason that his love had been revived. While Nightingale understood his love might live his life and fall for another, Nightingale himself couldn't bare to move on.
When Nightingale turns the question to Jason, the vigilante replies that it was a similar situation, but Jason was the one revived. Jason then tells Nightingale that because he and his boyfriend never technically broke up, Jason still views himself as in a relationship. Jason also makes it very clear that he does not support cheating. Nightingale and Jason end up agreeing on staying friends and becoming no more.
After another few weeks of Jason's treatment, the two begin to share drinks on the roof. They share stories of their lovers, but they never reveal anything that can identify who exactly their lover was. On a random night, the roof access door is opened by a little 5-year-old girl. (Yes this fic has an oc. Get over it.)
After calming his daughter from her nightmare and putting her back in bed, Nightingale explained that his ghost form was biologically male, but his physical human body was technically trans. He once transformed accidentally while his lover had momentarily blacked out. His daughter was the best accident of his half-life.
I haven't decided exactly how I want the two dumbasses to find out that Jason = Red Hood and Phantom/Danny = Nightingale, but it will happen. Anygays, this is how I'm spending my summer. Writing DCxDP fanfiction. Chapter 5 out soon.
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ladyyystark · 2 months
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Im in need of this biodad fic where Peter feels replaced by Morgan. I dont care about Peter being the self-sacrificing idiot who likes kids and loved Morgan since the first time he saw her. I want him feeling betrayed, forgotten, unuseful, REPLACED. I want him feeling like he doesnt belong anymore to his family bc Morgan is there and it was so easy to forget him and build a new life while he was dead. I want him to be a dramatic and scared 16-year-old teenage boy who just woke up to lose all the life he knew. Let him be selfish for once for fucks sake.
+ points if Peter doesnt want anything to do with Morgan but Morgan was raised idolizing Peter and is so excited bc my brother is finally home! Now we can play together and he can make me fly like daddy showed me in the videos. Peter wants his old life back and Morgan cant wait to start living with Peter, so we have a teenager running away from a toddler but in the end, it gets better.
Im this close 🤏 to write it myself but too drunk to do it rn
or if anyone knows something like this or is writing it I will give you a donut if you share it with me 🍩
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sunwarmed-ash · 5 months
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The Eden Club-Deleted Scene
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So remember when I said the plot of The Eden Club changed 12 times?
Well it did, haha and I had to delete whole scenes I don't think will end up back in the story. So I decided y'all get the deleted scenes just for following me :3 here's one of them 😈
Tags: Convin, sex worker Connor post revolution, enemies to lovers to friends, bdsm elements, Dom Connor, Sub Gavin
The Eden Club-Convin deleted scene
“Please sir…” Gavin begs, he’s been on edge for hours, and his cock aches under the hard toe of Connor’s shoe. 
“No,” the android growls, and Gavin whines knowing it means he has to wait longer until he can get what he wants. 
“No?” he repeats, begging for guidance, “Please- Sir, tell me, tell me what you want…”
“Don't call me that.”
Gavin feels like he's losing his mind. His core is throbbing, begging, screaming for release. He hasn't been broken like this in so long his body has been crying out for it. And he’s close, so close, to getting it, he’s just not there yet. But he wants to be, he wants more than anything to be good. To follow instructions and be rewarded for it. He takes an unsteady breath, keeping his head lowered as he asks, 
“What do you want me to call you?”
Connor presses the rubbered end of the flogger under Gavin’s chin, helping him look up slowly until their eyes met. Gavin is frozen there, held in place by piercing, ordering eyes. His cock throbs again underfoot. 
“I want you to call me by my name.”
Gavin’s shoulders lower and he shudders, eyes slamming closed in submission as pleasure plummets through his body and his cock twitches hard under rough plastic. 
“Connor please, please, let me cum.”  
Connor hums, pleased in his throat and Gavin feels a tension in his chest he didn't know he was holding loosen. 
Connor was proud, he did good. 
“You don't deserve it,” Connor teases, but his voice is light when he says it. 
Gavin agrees. 
“I know.” 
“Are you sorry?” He asks, and Gavin’s never been more sorry for anything in his entire life. 
“Sorry it doesn't fix it…” he says, because sorry hasn’t ever fixed anything for him. Not really. 
“It does for me, so i'd appreciate it if you changed your attitude. If you want to cum still that is. If you’ve changed your mind though-” 
“NO!” Gavin’s eyes snap up to meet Connor’s, searching his for something, some hint he was lying, just waiting for the moment for Gavin to show his belly before he struck. But Gavin didn't find any of that there. Instead he found what might even be the stupid fucking android equivalent of a soul in those suddenly innocent looking eyes. 
Tears are blurring his vision before he can look another moment, and the words are spilling out of his mouth on instinct. “Connor, I'm so phcking sorry.”
He watches how the comment effects the android, how it bleeds into every circuit and brings a stupidly pleased smile to his face that is 100% Connor and not the killing machine Cyberlife intended him to be. 
“Thank you Gavin. I'm going to let you cum now, do you know why?”
He looks back at the android with watery eyes, 
“No, actually... You just said I don't deserve it…”
“You didn’t, originally. But I’ve changed my mind based on your good behavior. So answer me, sweetheart, why am I going to let you cum?” 
The soft pet name after such a long, degrading, painful session has his emotions welling up at the surface and spilling over. He knows he's going to need a good fucking cry after this. Like a break down and ugly cry kind of cry. The android has somehow managed to tap into a space Gavin didn't even know he was letting him access until now. 
“I don’t know…”
“Yes you do baby.”
Connor’s hand replaces the flogger under his chin and Gavin sniffles. 
“Because you are merciful?”
Connor smiles, pride radiating out of every synthetic pore. 
“Yes, I am. And why is that Gavin?” 
Breath hitches, tears streaming, hips aching against Connors shoe. He doesn’t know. He doesn't want to be wrong…
“Because I am proud of you.” Connor finishes before finally, finally removing his foot. The sound that tears its way free of Gavin’s throat is nothing short of feral. His orgasm takes over his entire body, his hips hump automatically into frictionless air, chasing pleasure as it shoots out his tip and coats his chest, neck, stomach, cock, and the floor. 
Connor could watch this on repeat forever, it invoked the same low burning stimulation that watching his first porn star did so many weeks ago. Gavin is completely overwhelmed with pleasure, an experience that seems rare in humans. He’s absolutely breathtaking to behold. He his body stops twitching, he tells Gavin that. 
“Shut the fuck up,” Gavin pants, chest still panting through the after shocks.
“What was that babe?” Connor teased, with just a hint of his previous Dom tone that he’s now learning Gavin responds to after sex as well.  
“I’m not beautiful.” he mutters, pushing his hair out of his eyes.  
“You are, And you can't see what I’m seeing so you don't speak for me. You’re absolutely gorgeous. I wish I could preserve the moment of your climax forever.”
Gavin’s face flushes bright red. 
“Can’t you already do that?”
“Yes.”
Gavin rolls his eyes.
“Yeah, yeah.”
“I wouldn’t lie to you Gavin.”
Yes he would, everyone always lies to you. No one wants you anymore Gavin. Why do you think you’re here?
Gavin shakes his head before the bad thoughts can get their hooks into his frontal lobe. 
“What the hell are you even talking about, yes you would, you have! And besides you don't need to blow smoke up my ass, we both already got off.”
“I’m not blowing smoke up your ass, I was simply attempting to transition into aftercare.”
That makes Gavin laugh. 
“Aftercare? What did Kamski make you read 50 Shades Of Grey?”
Connor took a minute to respond as he was probably googling what 50 shades of grey was, Gavin used the time to begin to locate his clothes. Oh, well after he got the feeling in his legs back. 
“No, I don't believe 50 shades of grey does a good enough job of describing BDSM elements and relationships as a whole. Nor does it show healthy examples of consent. While there are ‘contracts and labels’ in common, you are free to leave at any point. I would even give you your money back if you wanted. If you’re not enjoying something, I would expect you to tell me, and the same applies to me.” 
Gavin turns around and looks at Connor. Really looks at him. For a long fucking time. 
“Who the phck are you?”  
Connor smirks.  
“Detective Reed, My name is Connor, I’m an RK800 android prototype attempting to pass for human. How am I doing?”
“Frighteningly well.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment. Perhaps I can I get you that coffee now?”
“T-The coffee from 10 months ago??”
“11 months, two weeks, and 5 days. But, yes Detective, that one” Connor sasses.
Gavin hates the visible shiver it causes him. 
“Fine, phck it, sure, there a phcking food menu too?”
“Actually, yes.”
“Shit, this place really did get better…”
Connor is quiet for half a beat, before asking, 
“So you have been here before?”
“What? Yeah, of course I’ve been here, I'm human aren’t I?”
Connor pulls up the menu screen and adds Gavin’s coffee before opening the folder for food. 
“The first time you came here, and stayed with me, specifically, I asked you if you’ve had sex with an android, you said no.”
Gavin ignores him for the menu, which was over 30 pages long. What did they merge with Cheesecake factory?
“That wasn’t the question you asked.”
“Why are you deflecting Detective?”
Gavin’s eyes glance up from the menu screen, eyes narrowing suspiciously. He felt like he was being interrogated, but lightly? Almost like he was being teased, but also the man was genuinely curious. Fine, time to see how good his skills were. 
“I’m not deleflecting, it's not the same question!” He chuckles, adding a cheeseburger with all of the fixings, fries, and a chocolate milkshake.
Connor eyes the total calorie count worryingly before deciding to just allow it. 
“So, you haven’t had sex with an android?”
“Nope, just you. Lap dances don't count as sex.”
Connor flushes all the way up to his artificial hairline. 
“Oh. I see,” Connor chuckles, understanding the loophole now. 
“You're more than that, by the way.”
Connor looks at Gavin perplexed, attempting to understand what he could be referring to. 
“More than what?”
“Just an android. I mean, I don't think you shutting down on me would have freaked me out as much as it did, if I, didn’t believe I killed something. That there was something in there to kill. I know I’m an ass, but I’m not stupid. t’s not beyond my belief that technology finally got smart enough to create a perfect, indistinguishable, soulless mimic. But that's not what you are.”
Gavin can feel Connor's eyes on him, burning through his skin all the way down to his nerves. Not actually, but when he felt already scrubbed raw, Connor might as well have heat vision. He continues talking to distract from it. 
“Before the revolution, before, all of you woke up, or whatever, the androids, here especially, were different. Way different than you, and I felt that way before you deviated. You’ve always had, I don't know, something in there. Something deviant. I mean, you mouthed off to me on your first day! I’ve never had an android talk back to me, freaked me the phck out. Thought I was actually gonna get shot in the break room.”
Connor laughs at that. 
“I wouldn't have shot you. I didn't have a gun.”
Gavin finally shot him a look, and Connor’s stupid, pleased as shit fucking smile made his heart clench. Goddamn post sex hormones. Always turned him into a sap. 
“The new you is still a lot like the old you. Sassy and cocky as shit. But I can also clearly see Anderson’s bad influences mixed in there too.”
“Mm, yes, I have grown fond of the word ‘fuck,’ and sex.”
Gavin snorts. 
“Yeah babe, I know.” 
There was something else Gavin needs to say, and if he doesn't do it now, it might stay inside for another year. After everything Connor’s done for him, he deserves to know. “Hey, Connor?”
When Connor’s huge expressive eyes are on him his heart clenches. He needs to push through this. Connor’s worth it. “I was wrong. Before. You are alive, and I was pretty phcking stupid to think otherwise. So, I’m sorry about that. About how I treated you. All of it. Really.”
When Connor doesn’t immediately say anything, Gavin instantly worries he fucked up, again. Despite trying to do everything right. When he takes a closer look, he realizes he’s just been shocked silent. His mouth actually drops open after the out of character apology. At least until Gavin glares at it. He didn't like feeling mocked. 
Connor snaps his lips closed and his cheeks flushed pink. Connor was obviously thinking several things at once trying to figure out which is the right to ask first. It was making Gavin edgy to wait. 
“Will you just ask me whatever you’re frying your breadboard over-analyzing?”
Connor’s face scrunches together adorably, and Gavin hates how stupid hooked he was on Connor already. 
“Would, you consider dating me? Officially?”
Gavin obviously didn't expect that question because now his mouth drops open. Unfortunately for him that freed his tongue, which answers without his brain or hearts consent. 
“You, want to date me? Like more than just hook up?”
Connor nods immediately, pink still dusting his cheeks. 
It wasn't a good sign that he actually missed the blue right? That feels like a four-letter-word red flag warning. 
“Yes, and that's not my social relationships program speaking. I swear.”
Gavin looks at Connor for a moment before saying, 
“Yeah, I believe you.”
Connor closes the distance within a fraction of a second but once he was just a breath away, he took his time, looking Gavin in the eye and making his heart sputter and choke weakly like a winter-frozen engine. 
“You mean it,” Connor says finally, and Gavin bites his tongue before it can answer on reflex again. 
Instead he nods, and then Connor’s lips are on his, hard and bruising in a way that took his breath away. He hasn’t felt this plummeted by a kiss since his first kiss with Hank in 2029. He hates what this means for him, but he can’t get himself to pull away. 
Connor kisses differently than Hank, differently than random hook ups he meets at bars, than most people Gavin’s been with because Connor’s curious, genuine, and deliberate. Probably taking fucking notes in that big brain of his, studying him, studying how his body responds to each press and brush of lips. No one’s ever bothered to pay this much attention to him before and Gavin’s overwhelmed by how it makes him feel. Connor tastes like clean silicone, but he feels so much softer than that. Different enough from human skin for him to notice but not enough for him to want to stop.
They are startled apart by Gavin’s arrival of food and the older man actually growls out his disappointment. It causes the sweetest chuckle out of Connor.
“We can always kiss after. We can stay in here as long as you want.”
“Yeah, like I can afford to spend more than I’ve already spent here this week,” Gavin scoffs playfully, but in reality he was hiding his profuse disappointment. 
“I’m sorry for the ambiguity, I meant on the house. I take breaks between clients all the time.”
“Whoa, what? Seriously?”
Connor nods before pointing to his rapidly cooling meal. 
“Eat your food, and then you can ask me more questions.”
Gavin flushes, temporarily forgetting about his food for the conversation but now suddenly starving. 
After he ate three bites Connor continues. “I make my own schedule, Elijah doesn't take a cut of my tips. I can work the floor or in here whenever I want.”
“Sounds too good to be true, sure he's not playing you?”
Connor shrugs. 
“Not entirely, but so far he’s kept things professional, more or less.”
Gavin didn't like the way that statement made his skin feel. Or the way the name struck a familiar, unwelcome cord in both his heart, and his gut. 
“What's more or less?” He didn't really want to press, but he felt a duty to Connor, Hank, and his job to push. 
Connor appreciates his concern. 
“Everything has been mutually consensual Detective, he’s running a clean operation, in legal terms at least. Though I doubt this place would pass a health inspection.”
Gavin unfortunatly agreed with that statement. 
“Alright, well, good. You make sure to let us know if that changes. Hate to learn our ‘isolated incident’ was a pattern in front of our faces all along.”
“I’m very lucky to have two strong officers to protect me.”
Gavin barks his laughter, but it sounds genuine and not forced.
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I READ THIS FIC A FEW WEEKS AGO HOW I CANNOT FIND IT. AO3 WHY DONT YOU HAVE A SEARCH BAR ON YOUR HISTORY. MY BRUCE WAYNE IS TIM BIO DAD FIC I WANNA REREAD. SOMEONE HELP ME PLS
ok so the fic bruce discovers Tim is his so when he was little and takes him to lives with him. Tim sleepwalks. Tim little by little gets better and then every time janet goes and visit him (like for an hour) all that progress is gone. Later he discovers the batfam secret and he becomes T the one that is behind the coms. more stuff happens, Janet discovers the batfam secret and says that she’s taking Tim, he gets depressed but later bruce and janet talk and janet was pleased Tim was T.
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heyitskai2 · 9 months
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HEY Y'ALL!! every single chapter of my new fic like the love that discovered the sin (lover, be good to me) has been posted on ao3!! im so so excited to share this, it's been plaguing me for literally years.
GO CHECK OUT @mestrel to see the original ideas and art behind this work (it's super good guys i pinky swear)
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not an otp ask but, what's your favorite(s) Martin pic?
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Hard to choose tbh
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ao3screenshotss · 1 year
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how is it that the works i like the most are the ones readers tend to read less? do you guys hate it when i have fun? >:(
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echoing-gravity · 1 year
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Batman: No metas in Gotham.
Ladybug: No Leaguers in My city.
Season 4 Ep1 Truth villain: Ladybug! Tell me your biggest secret!!!!
Hawkmoth: Yessssss tell me who u are
Ladybug: I'm Adopted!!! And my dad is secretly batman but he doesn't know that I know !!! and i kinda hate him for not helping with this bullshit so he can go fuck off !!!!1!!!!
Marinette internally: *-uckfuckfuckfuc-*
Truth:....what?
Hawkmoth: what.
The justice League: What!
Bruce Wayne- watching the fights' newscasters Livestream with the batfam *-WHATHEFUCK.*
Damian: *already has a knife* he is NOT happy.
Give me fic recs. Or write it urself idc. I NEED this scenario like- yesterday! And I can't write it because I'm to focused on writing dp x DC Braindead.
I want a fic where no one know who ladybug is and no one knows who batman is(except Marinette and her fucking photographic/phonetic memory) but now do to Naja shamac live reporting EVERYONE knows who ladybug's dad is.
And also maybe ladybug x red Robin let the geniuses love each other plz.
( Damiette is a bit overrated. It's just: wow I'm a teenage hero, I like animals. Wow I'm also a teenage hero who has magic animals. That is their whole dynamic. And honestly I think tim has more things in common with Marinette to bond over with.)
the "get out of my room DAD!!1!!!" au that we all need
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ziglikesrain · 1 year
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and another excerpt….😁if u couldn’t tell this is me reeling u into my trap where u are helpless but to read this fic😌
“I’m too tired to get out of bed, Moony,” he pouts. “You’ve fucked me out.”
Remus smirks into his hair. “Did I? I thought I went rather soft.”
Sirius groans, cupping Remus’ face and placing three quick kisses on his lips in succession. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
They lay there like that; kissing languidly like they’ve all the time in the world, laughing softly and talking about nothing.
It’s something lovely and strange, just like Sirius himself. Remus forgets completely about everything else, zeroing in on the man in front of him. Fame and fortune reduce to ashes in his head, a foreign notion that might as well not exist.
Remus is Remus, and Sirius is Sirius, and they aren’t in different universes: they are the universe.
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queenz-z · 2 years
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Field Trip To Gotham
*In hotel room*
Adrien: Mari you’re famous.
Marinette: Huh? Famous on what?
Adrien: Check your instagram you’re literally blowing up.
Marinette: Who is Bruce Wayne and why is everyone saying I look like him?
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[text message]
Marinette: WHY IS BRUCE WAYNE TEXTING ME!?!
[Unknown Number]: Hello this is Bruce Wayne, is this Marinette Dupain-Cheng?
Marinette: HELP HE KNOWS MY LAST NAME!
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